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Chapter 53 : My Easter Holidays Are Over
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Well that was a great start to a party.
After everyone had stopped fussing over me, and I’d stopped crying thankfully, we moved onto presents.
“Who wants to go first?” Lily said excitedly. She’d never been to a baby shower before.
“I will!” Holly screamed, making everyone cover their ears. She put a present half the size of me on the floor in front of me, and then sat eagerly waiting.
I smiled and ripped off the paper closest to me, where no one else could see it. I saw a small bit of the actual present and frowned.
“Don’t you like it?” Holly pouted.
“Ummm yes it’s nice……..but I’m a bit confused.” I pulled all the wrapping off so I could make sure I wasn’t imagining things.
Nope. I’d been right.
“Why have you given me a dog bed? We’re not getting pets anytime soon.”
Holly rolled her eyes like I’d said something stupid. “Yes I know that. It’s for the baby.” The majority of the girl’s in the room gasped in horror, while the men stepped away from Holly slightly.
“Well I don’t know! Maybe she could roll around on it a bit.”
“Moving swiftly on,” Ginny broke the awkward moment, and passed me a card shaped envelope. “This is from me and Harry.” Opening it up, I found a parchment showing a receipt for five thousand galleons transferred into a new Gringotts account, and two pictures.
“That’s too much money!” I gasped, looking in shock at Ginny and Mr Potter in turn.
“This is our first Grandchild.” Ginny calmly stated, even though I was slowly turning into a quivering mess. “We want to help in anyway we can. Besides we have enough to make sure you are able to live confortably while you’re still in school and James is trying out for Quidditch teams. It’s not fair for you both not to go for what you want. A baby shouldn’t mean that you don’t get that chance.”
James hugged his mum, while I stared at the pictures. “And these?” I asked.
Ginny pulled away from her son and turned back to me smiling. “That is a picture of the cot and pram that we’ve bought you.”
I was crying again. I could feel the tears falling. They were all being so nice. After squeezing Ginny really tight in a hug, I said “I think opening presents is overwhelming me a bit. I’m going to grab a drink and be right back.” I practically ran from the room.
While I was pouring a drink in the kitchen, I was focusing on breathing in and out calmly.
“You don’t have to panic you know.”
I jumped, spilling the water all over the floor. “Oh god, I’m so sorry Mr Potter. I’ll clean it up now.”
Mr Potter grinned. “You don’t have to. After all it was my fault for making you jump. And you can call me Harry.”
I smiled awkwardly, and tried to think of something to say. Of course, what with it being me, I started waffling. “I have no idea how to bring this baby up. What if I scar her for life? What if I turn her into a hardened criminal who robs banks? I mean then I’d be at fault, and everyone would hide their children away when I walked by, just in case I managed to corrupt them. I don’t have a clue what I’m doing.”
“I had no parents growing up.” Mr Potter said after a few moments. “My Aunt and Uncle weren’t the nicest of people, and the only father figure I had was my godfather who died after I’d only known him two years. When Ginny first told me she was pregnant with James, I was terrified. I had no idea what I was meant to do. I mean, Teddy was my godson, but his grandmother looked after him most of the time.”
He let his words sink in before he started talking again. He cleaned up the mess I’d made on the floor magically before continuing.
“I would have had no clue, except I had people to help me. The Weasley’s made sure to give me advice when I was worried, they told me what books to read, what I should be doing and when and most importantly, they told me that if I ever needed help I could go to them.” He explained. “You have your mum, you have your brothers, and you have us.”
“I don’t really have Jack.” I replied. “He hates what James apparently did, and no matter how much he tries to pretend that he’s getting used to the fact I’m pregnant, he’s not. He’s not fooling me.”
“It must be hard not having your brother understand. I know what it’s like to fall in love with my best friend’s sister, but I was lucky enough that Ron was okay with it. I even kissed her in a room full of people. I think in the back of my mind I was hoping Ron wouldn’t want to punch me in front of them all. Just don‘t let Jack‘s reaction get to you. He will come around eventually.”
I snorted. “ It’s harder to let go than you think. I just don’t want to ruin my daughter’s life.”
“Well just start by not locking her in the cupboard under the stairs.” He said with a sly smile like he had an inside joke with himself.
“Why would I do that?”
Did I ever mention that drama likes to follow me around? It’s a miracle that I haven’t gone into pre term labour yet. Yet being the key word.
Me and James were casually sunbathing outside, because it had been a surprisingly hot day during Easter, when Jack apparated from nowhere.
“Jack?” I called out, standing up and pulling my cardigan over my tank top and shorts, all maternity wear.
He looked in my direction, and headed over. We met in the middle as he grabbed my hand. “You need to come with me.”
Resisting only slightly, I asked “Why? I thought you’d accepted that I was staying here all break?”
He scoffed. “Trust me, this has nothing to do with you playing happy families. I need your help.”
I didn’t get an answer because Jack’s expression, which had already been uneasy, turned sour very quickly. I sensed James standing by my shoulder.
“What’s going on?”
Jack grunted. “Nothing to do with you Potter.”
I could sense an argument coming. “Guys can we not? I’m nice and relaxed and I don’t think stress would be good….”
“If it bothers Amy then it has everything to do with me.”
“Why, because you knocked her up? This is family business.”
“Guys!” I shouted. “Did you not hear anything I just said?”
“This is my house, so if you come here to……”
“I‘m here to talk to my sister Potter, so if you don‘t mind I‘d like it if you took your sneaky, arrogant asshole self away from me before I kick your face in.”
“Jack, stop being a dick!”
He looked at me like he was seeing me for the first time. “I’m only trying to get some privacy so I can talk to you without nosy sods listening.”
“It’s about time you put your differences with James behind you.” I retorted. “Even if it’s only to make me happy.”
“I’m not here to argue with you.” he said, “But we have a situation back at the house that I would greatly appreciate your help with.”
“What could be so bad that you’d come here to get me for?”
Jack didn’t answer, but just turned to glare at James until he sighed. “Alright, I’m leaving.” He walked back into the house.
“James! You don’t have to……….” I stopped when I realised that he couldn’t hear me anymore.
“Why do you have to be such a bastard all the time?”
“LOOK!” Jack cut me off. “Our Dad of the year is packing his bags.”
I gawped at him, trying to form sentences. “But Mum…….and Aiden………but why……..”
“Like I said, I need your help. I got home to find him packing, but neither Mum or Aiden were there at the time. So, I need to talk him out of leaving again. As much as I hate the asshole, Mum seems to want him around for some reason.”
I ran straight towards the fireplace in the Potters’ living room. I fell out the other side, closely followed by Jack, who walked over to the sofa and leant against the wall. The man in question, was gathering all his bags into a pile, and reaching for his coat on the stand.
“So you’re running away again.” I said, making him look up from his bags and turn a ghostly shade of white. “Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
“I thought that we could be a family again.” He replied, standing up straight and turning in my direction. “But I was wrong. You and Jack hate me, and your mother suddenly thinks that I can fix everything. Well I can’t.”
Jack was shaking in the corner, using all his self control not to run forward and punch the guy. I sent my father a look of disgust. “We have the right to hate you. You walked out on us without leaving a note or even a quick ‘just getting a few things from the shop, be back in ten years’. However you don’t have the right to break the hearts of the only two people who have any faith in you right now.”
“Aiden’s a big boy.” He answered, not even having the guts to look at me anymore. “He can take care of himself.”
“Aiden is a boy who grew up without a dad in his life. He has no memories of you, doesn’t that bother you? Your own son doesn’t have a clue who you are! And you’re about to prove to him that you are the letdown that me and Jack have always thought you were.”
“You’re playing that part admirably.” Jack said through clenched teeth. “Mum’s going to be thrilled when you walk out that door. Where are you going to tell her your going this time? The dentist?”
“You don’t understand.” He picked up his briefcase. “I just don’t fit in here anymore.”
“That’s because you don’t try.” I whispered. “I’m having a daughter in May, did mum tell you that? I’d like to be able to tell her that at least you were apart of her life, even if you didn’t hang around long enough to be in mine.”
Jack spoke next. “No matter how much we hate you right now, Mum needs you. She won’t be able to take it if you leave again.”
“You must have seen the look in her eyes when she sees me.” He said. “I can’t stay and let her down again.”
“You’ll let her down if you leave.” I replied. “At least if you stay, you can try everything you can.” There was a pause where no one moved or spoke. “I can’t convince you to stay if you’re already set on leaving, but it’s unfair to pop back into her life and get her hopes up if you’re just going to leave again. Think about it.”
I turned and flooed back to the Potters’ without looking back at him once.
Before long, it was time to depart the place I now thought as heaven, aka the Potters, and travel once again back to Hogwarts. With all the trunks packed up into the boot, the Land Rover left the Ranch and reached King’s Cross within the hour. The emotions I was feeling were the exact opposite of what they were last time I had been in this car. Whereas they had been nervous before, I was now completely relaxed, snuggling slightly into James’ side. Chilled out banter filled the atmospere as Harry parked the car, and we were on the platform with twenty minutes to spare.
“I’m so glad you decided to stay with us.” Ginny said, pulling me in for a hug. Even though I was back to wearing the Invisibumps, I could feel her body press against my stomach. “You’re everything I could want for the mother of my granddaughter.”
I squeezed her tighter. “Thank you for being so nice.”
She released me, but kept her hands on my arms. She had one of the warmest smiles I had ever seen. “Make sure to write.”
“I will.” I chuckled, stepping back from Ginny and turning to her husband.
Harry gave me a hug as well, although slightly more awkward than the previous one. “Remember what I said. Don’t let your brother’s feelings get to you.”
“I won’t.” I replied, my voice slightly muffled by his shoulder. “Thank you for letting me stay.”
He let go of me a lot quicker than Ginny did. I gave them one last smile and went to find my mother, leaving James, Al and Lily to have time to say goodbye.
After five minutes of searching, I saw Mum and Aiden standing against the wall. Running over, I practically jumped on my mum for a hug, for which I received a small squeak of surprise in return. “I wish I’d seen you more over the holidays.” She said, chuckling at my sudden arrival.
“I know, I’ll make it up to you during the summer.”
She pulled back with a somber smile on her face. “No you won’t. You’ll have a baby by then and you’ll have your own family to settle down with.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but she cut me off. “And that’s okay. I’m glad that you found someone to settle down with, even if it is a little earlier than I thought. You’re going to bring her up, teach her everything she knows about life and watch her settle down eventually. You’re growing up, and I have to let you.”
“I love you mum.” I mumbled, refusing to let the tears that were building up fall. “Will you be at the hospital when it’s time?”
“Of course I will!” She replied. “It’s surreal that the next time I see you, you’ll be about to be a mum yourself. But you’ll never stop being my baby. I love you so much.”
Damn the stubborn tear that decided to fall anyway.
I could see Jack walk up to us, followed by someone I didn’t expect to be here. My Dad.
After our talk, Jack had written to me that evening to tell me that Dad had unpacked all his stuff after I’d gone. That he’d decided to make a go of it.
Aiden had then written to me that Dad had taken to spending an hour or two every day to get to know him. He’d said that Dad didn’t seem to be as bad as me and Jack made him out to be. I was glad that he couldn’t remember being walked out on. He didn’t deserve to know what it was like to be abandoned.
Jack was making progress with him too. Although there were no long deep talks, or any inside jokes between the two, he did manage to be in the same room as him for long periods of time without walking out or throwing a punch. Which, in the past, would have been a definite. He was trying as well for the sake of Mum and Aiden.
I just didn’t expect Dad to have come to the station to see us off.
He put Aiden’s trunk onto the train for him before coming back. “Right kids,” He said, trying not to exclude any of us. “I’m going to miss you all like crazy, but you’ve got to all go off and get your education.”
He pulled Aiden into a sort of man hug. “Make sure you write as often as you can.”
“I will.” He grinned, the childlike look in his eyes was genuine. “Bye Dad! I’m gunna miss you too.” He then walked off towards the train, some of his mates joining him half way there.
Mum and Jack moved to the side to say their goodbyes. Leaving me and Dad. Alone.
“I promise not to get angry at you anymore for the sake of Aiden. And for Mum.” I said, looking in the direction Aiden had left in. “But I’m not going to just pretend everything is okay between us.”
“I know that.” He said, the honesty shining through in his voice. “And I know that this isn’t something that can be fixed overnight. But you were right when you said that I should try. I’m going to try with Aiden by getting to know him, and giving him everything I should of if I’d been there while he’d grown up. I’m going to try with your mum, get her to trust me fully again. And I’m going to try with you and Jack. I just need to know there’s a chance you would forgive me at some point, even if it’s later rather than sooner.”
“I could forgive you eventually.” I answered, thinking over what he had said. “Not any time soon though.”
He nodded. “That’s all I needed to know.”
I nodded back, before walking off the find my friends.
“My finger hurts!” Adam whined from where he was sat at the Gryffindor table. Everyone was ignoring him except for Holly who looked like she was having sympathy pains.
“You’re an honorary Potter already!” Al said to me, making sure his voice was louder than Adam’s. “They loved you! Do you know how hard it is to get my mum to love you? I invited my fourth year girlfriend to my house and she ran away crying. My mum said she was just sensitive.”
“It really hurts!”
“Well I loved your parents too. I’m so glad that your parents were so nice.” I replied, also trying to drown Adam out. “I can’t wait to go back!”
“SERIOUSLY! I THINK IT’S GOING TO FALL OFF!!!!!!”
“Well that’s your fault isn’t it!” Rose cracked, unable to ignore him any longer. It had been going on for the past two hours.
Dom snorted. “It was you who decided that that Barn Owl on the train was giving you the evil eye.”
Adam looked adamant. “It was!”
Rose let her head fall to the table as Dom continued to explain why it was his fault. “So why did you go poke it in the eye, and then hold your finger within biting distance to see if you could tempt him into doing evil things?”
“I WAS BORED!”
James sat down next to me. “Is he still going on about that Owl bite?” When we all nodded, he sighed. “I sometimes wonder if you were born with any common sense.”
“I was.” Adam replied completely seriously. “But my Mum told me she sold it on Ebay. Along with my sanity.”
“What’s Ebay?” Sean asked, looking confused.
I sighed as well. “Nothing you need to worry your wizarding little head about.”
“How about I go hit the owl over the head with a broomstick?” Holly squealed. “Will that make your finger better?”
“I doubt it.” Adam pouted. “But it sounds like it would be good for the lols.” They stood up and ran off together.
“Now that we can have some sane conversation,” Aiden cut in. “Ames, Jack wants to meet us at eight. Something about more family bonding time.”
“Alright, let me just finish my meal and then we can go.”
Half an hour later, we met up with our brother in the classroom we use to hang out in. I had missed these meetings. Making fun of dating lives and joking around. Aiden told us that even though he had been seeing Anthony for a few months, he’d officially asked him to be his boyfriend that day. It was quite cute really.
“We are NOT cute!!” Aiden wrinkled his nose at my chosen adjective. “Not in the slightest.”
“But it’s your first boyfriend!” I chuckled, laughing at his reaction.
“Leave him alone Ames.” Jack said, stifling his own chuckles.
“Sorry,” I laughed. “But it’s nice to see you genuinely happy for once.”
He smiled. “Thanks. It’s good that I can be open about that part of my life now.” Aiden looked at his watch. “On that note, I’m off to bed. It’s nearly eleven and some of us don’t have frees on Monday mornings.”
We said goodnight to him, and were left in silence when the door closed.
“You going to practice tomorrow night?” I asked, starting the conversation.
Jack grimaced. “Probably not.” He stood up and walked to the door. “Come on, we should be heading back too.”
I walked after him. “You’re not missing Quidditch just because James is the captain are you? That’s stupid.”
“You wouldn’t get it.” He growled, walked faster with his hands in his pockets.
“Why are you still holding something against James when it’s clear that we’re happy together?” I asked, rolling my eyes at how pathetic he was being.
He turned quickly almost making me bump into him. “I’m not going to explain the main reason. But imagine you had a little sister and Al, who’s your best friend shagged her one night and got her pregnant.”
“I’d be angry, but I’d get over it and forgive Al. You‘re acting like I didn‘t want to sleep with him that night.”
Jack huffed when we reached a junction in the corridor by the staircase. A horrible feeling crept up, as I realised what we were fighting about again.
“I can’t do this anymore.” I sighed, feeling my heart drop when I realised I meant it. “We’re constantly fighting Jack. Every time I think that we are going to get through this, that we are going to be able to work past this thing that you have against this baby, we start arguing again.”
“It’s not that you’re pregnant.” He said, standing stiffly in the corridor. “It’s what it represents. You are never going to be able to get to do all the things you wanted to do. Do you remember when you wanted to be an Unspeakable?” He paused for me to nod. “Well you can’t do that with a kid, imagine if you never came home one day.”
“So I can’t be an Unspeakable.” I replied. “There are plenty of other things I can do.”
He shook his head. “You shouldn’t have to give up on your dream. Not when you’re still a child yourself.” There was an awkward silence, until I said what I knew was running through both our minds.
“We’re never going to get past this are we?”
“I don’t think so.” Jack whispered, hanging his head. “I wish that this year hadn’t changed us so much.”
“I’m glad it did.” I muttered, loud enough for him to hear me. Jack gave me a forced smile, that clearly said ‘Hope everything goes well’ before turning and walking off. I only turned to walk off in my own direction, when he had disappeared around the corner.
I felt empty. Like Jack hadn’t just walked out of the argument, he had walked out of my life.
I paused at the top of one of the moving staircases. Should I have fought harder to keep Jack in my life? He was never going to be okay with my daughter, and she would only have felt resented by her own uncle.
A force hit the middle of my back, and the staircase went flying past me. My heart started racing at the floor on the corridor below got closer and closer.
Only one thing was running through my head as I fell.
Somebody pushed me down the stairs.
I hit the ground with a sickening crack. I could feel pain all over my body. My hands cradling my stomach, I lifted my head as much as I could without the pain overwhelming me.
My sight was blurring, the pain causing me to blackout.
The last thing I saw was the silhouette of someone standing at the top of the staircase.
A/N: DRAMA!!!!!! Who pushed her? Is she okay?
WILL THE BABY BE OKAY???
Sorry, I’ll calm down now.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Ebay. Obviously. Or I wouldn’t be in Uni. I’d be on a beach somewhere with Ian Somerhalder or Chace Crawford. Just saying.
This wasn’t suppose to happen.
She was meant to go on to lead a good life, with loads of support and a new baby. It may not have been something I wanted for her, but if she was happy, then she could do what she wanted.
Not fall down the stairs the moment my back is turned.
She looked so broken, lying there. Her leg bent at an awkward angle, and her face white as a sheet.
Madame Pomfrey is a great Healer, My head was telling me. Amy will be fine.
JACK NARRATES THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!
Sorry, once again, I’ll calm down.
Thanks to all the reviews :)
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